Remorse After Breaking Up (Sebastian)

"Sic him, boys!" Fisk instructed. His hired brutes immediately made to lunge at Sebastian. "Stop!" Lillian quickly cried out. She asked Sebastian, "Do you want to end up crippled?"

"You really think these weaklings can cripple me?" Sebastian scoffed.

"I won't be able to save you if you keep this up!" Lillian grunted, not expecting Sebastian to be so stubborn.

Sebastian grinned before saying, "I don't need you to save me. I'm not scared of these weaklings."

"You have some big balls to still put on a brave act in your final hour, kid. I'd like to see just how tough you say you are! Beat him to a pulp, boys!" Fisk hissed murderously.

"Wait, Mr. Fisk. Let me speak to him again." Lillian stood defensively in front of Sebastian. This made Sebastian feel delighted.

Fisk stopped his men. He still needed to respect Lillian and not offend the Smith family lest they suffer the consequences.

Lillian pulled Sebastian aside and said, "These are men of their word, Mr. Wilder. I really can't help you anymore if you continue being so stubborn."

"I'm not being stubborn. I genuinely am not threatened by these men," Sebastian said truthfully.

He was the Supreme One and was just as powerful as Hades himself. People trembled upon hearing his name. How would someone like him be frightened by a couple of stragglers? "Can you stop boasting? I hate people like you the most. I couldn't care less about you if it weren't for my grandfather," Lillian huffed.

"I'm not boasting, nor do you need to step in this matter," Sebastian said.

"Then don't regret your decision!"

Lillian was infuriated. Still, she called her grandfather on the phone instead of leaving. Maybe the situation could be kept under control if Elijah came here in person. But Fisk had already lost his patience. "What are all of you waiting for? Attack him!"

Fisk's men then all lunged at Sebastian at once.

"Die!"

One of the men ran over and aimed a kick right between Sebastian's ribs.

These brutes were all formidable and highly skilled fighters the Cadwell family had paid to work for them.

The onlookers had even begun imagining the sight of Sebastian wailing in pain on the ground. None of them pitied him, however. Most of them felt that he deserved it.

a split second. She too felt like

smile graced Sebastian's lips as he dodged the

fell back from the force and passed out on the

surprised as well, but they then decided to crowd Sebastian

brutes flying backward as his heel came into contact with

silent as their

was especially astounded. She'd always thought Sebastian was just an incredibly skillful healer. Who knew he'd be so

"Are you seriously trying to take me down with just these guys?

Miller from the Shadowtiger here right now to kick your

and get Mr. Miller here to take

Fisk knew the Shadowtiger Clan's Andrew Miller. Andrew is the most

is extremely powerful and has several hundred members. I heard they even have connections to the Supreme Platoon. Not even a prestigious family like

the mention of the Shadowtiger. Even

is crashing my son's wedding right now. Can you please lend us a hand? Thank you, thank you so

excited after hanging up the call. "Mr. Miller is right on his way, kid.

him right here, then. You can

meet your

loosened from Sebastian's slap. It was incredibly humiliating for them right now. Lillian ran over to Sebastian. "Don't just sit around. Run already! You won't be able to escape once the Shadowtiger Clan comes!" Sebastian was touched. "I didn't know you cared so deeply about me. But

guests erupted into commotion

limits? He doesn't even respect the

brat. I bet he'll piss his pants the

were certain that

Sebastian, but there are too many people in the Shadowtiger. Are

many of them are masterful fighters who are more skilled than you are. You need to leave

don't

lying? Aren't you afraid of death?" Lillian was trembling in anger. Sebastian was incredibly

Elijah hurried over just then after receiving Lillian's phone

finally here!" Lillian quickly explained everything that had happened to her

Mr. Wilder basically dug his own grave. Why should we get

to lay in it